Gu Yan led the guard boys and others out of Pingjiang City early in the morning, rushed to the outside of Fushan Town on horseback, jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the boys, and strode into Fushan Town.
Fushan Town is connected to Fushan Port and is the last big port before the river enters the sea. The town is lined with inns and hotels, making it extremely prosperous and lively.
Gu Yan turned his head and looked left and right as he walked.
Changsui trotted ahead, then turned back quickly, following Gu Yan sideways, and said with a smile: "Hui Shizi, I have already received it, it is in front of Hongxing Tower."
Gu Yan hummed, strode across the Huan Gate of Hongxing Building, and stood at the door of the lobby. He opened the folding fan with a loud bang, swung the folding fan, and turned his head to look at the furnishings and layout of the restaurant.
Dr. Chajiu was about to greet him when he was stopped by the guards.
Gu Yan looked around, waved his folding fan, followed the leader who led the way, went up to the second floor, and went straight to the Hezijian at the end.
The door of Hezijian opened, and the palace steward dressed as the shopkeeper stretched his head out. When he saw Gu Yan, he hurriedly stood up and stood by the door with his hands lowered.
Several guards went in first and blocked both sides of the door. Gu Yan stood outside the door, turning his head slightly and looking at the bullock cart standing in the middle of the room.
The toes of both shoes were exposed in front of the oxcart. The old gray robe was dirty and wrinkled. His face was also dirty. His hair was disheveled. He had a jade hairpin in his hair with half of its head broken off. He looked frightened.
Look at Gu Yan.
"Where did you find it?" Gu Yan stepped into the private room and asked.
"In Yangzhou Fengsheng Casino, he keeps accounts and counts chips." The steward dressed as the shopkeeper lowered his hand and answered.
Gu Yan snorted.
Sure enough, it was in a gambling house.
"Sit down." Gu Yan patted the shoulder in front of the oxcart with a folding fan.
In front of the bullock cart, he sat stiffly in the position pointed out to him by Gu Yan, with his hands on his knees and one leg shaking involuntarily.
"What are the rules! Don't shake your legs!"
Gu Yan slapped the leg that was shaking in front of the bullock cart with a folding fan.
There was a thrill in front of the bullock cart, and my whole body became tense.
"My surname is Gu and my name is Yan. I am Prince Rui. You must have heard of it, right?" Gu Yan took the tea from Shi Gun and took a sip.
The man in front of the bullock cart, his eyes widened, suddenly slid down from his chair, knelt down in front of Gu Yan, and kept kowtowing.
"Pull him up." Gu Yan ordered as he watched the ox cart kowtow seven or eight times.
The two boys grabbed the bullock cart and pushed him back into the chair.
Gu Yan stretched his head slightly forward and looked carefully at the pale face in front of the bullock cart and the fine cold sweat on his face.
Gu Yan looked at it carefully, shook open the folding fan, shook it a few times, and said with a smile: "I'm not the Xiansi Yamen, you don't have to be afraid."
The lips trembled in front of the bullock cart, but no words came out.
"You are so cowardly, how dare you do such a big thing in the first place?" Gu Yan put away the folding fan and asked with a half-smile.
"At first, I didn't know that I was timid." The voice in front of the bullock cart was hoarse and trembling.
"Then when did you know you were timid?" Gu Yan looked at the cold sweat on his forehead in front of the oxcart.
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He is so dirty!
"Hit, hit the board."
Cold sweat crossed his eyebrows. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat in front of the oxcart and rubbed it on his gown.
Gu Yan leaned back again, looking at the newly wiped white patch on his forehead in front of the bullock cart, feeling sick in his heart.
"I heard that you are very good at calculations?" Gu Yan moved his chair back.
"Yes, I calculated the chips and didn't miss it." He wiped cold sweat in front of the oxcart again.
"Take him and wash him well, wash him well!" Gu Yan couldn't help it, and stood up with a cry, "Let him change his clothes!"
"Yes! Hurry!" Shi Gun waved his hand hurriedly.
Two young boys, one on the left and one on the right, picked up the front of the cart, followed by three or four other men outside, and went straight downstairs to find a perfume shop to clean the front of the cart.
Several servants went through the private room two or three times, and Gu Yan stood in front of the window, overlooking the busy Fushan Port pier.
The last time he met the bullock cart was twelve or thirteen years ago. It was also in this place. The bullock cart was doing the accounting for someone in the warehouse. As soon as the customer finished telling the amount, he reported the amount of money.
, he needed several warehouses and stacks. At that time, he was in need of talents who were good at calculations, so he took him to his side.
He always thought that Bullock Chemae was just a counting prodigy, until he was raided and taken to the dungeon. When he was about to be exiled early the next morning, Bullock Chemae entered the dungeon carrying two bottles of wine.
The two bottles of wine in front of the bullock cart were prepared for himself. While drinking, he closed his eyes and talked: What day and what time, he should say something at that time, but he didn't dare to say it, and what day and person, he should also say it.
I don’t dare to say a word...
He sat on a pile of hay, separated by an iron railing as thick as his arm, watching the oxen cart drinking glass after glass of wine, listening to him counting in detail the things he should have said but not said, and those people.<
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After drinking two bottles of wine in front of the oxcart, he opened his eyes and looked at him and said, "Wine makes people cowardly, but I am the coward among cowards. Even if I have wine, I don't dare to look at the prince and say those words." "Your Majesty, if there is an afterlife, Ox Cart Qian still wants to follow you to make great achievements. In this life, Ox Cart Qian will leave first."
He watched him bleed from all his orifices and die on the other side of the iron railing.
Gu Yan looked at the prosperity in the distance without focus. In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the past. Step by step, the journey became more difficult and muddy...
Gu Yan took a deep breath, shook off the folding fan, raised his head little by little, and squinted at the distance.
This time, he will crush the difficulties and level the mud, just like their great-great-great-grandmother in Prince Rui's Mansion, who moves forward without hesitation!
A few boys cleaned the front of the oxcart and brought it back to Hongxing Tower.
Gu Yan looked in front of the bullock cart again. His face was clean and his face was pretty. He was very old-looking. He was only thirty-three or four years old this year, but he looked like he was in his forties or close to fifty.
At this moment, he was wearing a sky-blue silk robe in front of the oxcart, his hair was neatly combed, and he looked very presentable.
"Show him." Gu Yan motioned to Shi Gun.
Shi Gun took off the baggage, took out two large thick volumes, and handed them to the bullock cart.
I carefully opened the book in front of the oxcart, flipped through a few pages, raised my head, and looked at Gu Yan carefully.
"This is the arrival volume of Beixing Wharf in the past few years. Take a good look at it and tell me tomorrow." Gu Yan lit the folding fan in front of the oxcart.
"Me?" The person in front of the bullock cart looked confused and confused.
"I need someone who is good at counting. You can follow me from now on. If you do well, I will take care of all the bad things you did in the past." Gu Yan stood up and said, "Go back."
